Longing For Love
"I hate you!"
An angry fire Lupe stormed up the stairs and
to his room, flinging open the door, making it bang against the wall with much
force. He threw in a couple clean shirts and pants into his dark green backpack
and grabbed his Petpet, Tsunami, a fire Angelpuss, in his arms and ran down
the stairs. Waiting at the bottom was his sister, Halo, a Christmas Cybunny,
and his owner, Sandra, standing there, eyes wide and jaws dropped. The Lupe,
seeing that the door was wide open, slipped out just in time before Halo or
Sandra could grab him.
Keraki was said to be the most angry, depressed
Lupe on the face of the earth. Although his owner showered him with toys and
delicious foods, it never seemed to be enough. Keraki was always rude and insulting
to his family and friends. He had made several attempts to escape from school,
but the teachers always found out and threw him in the office, almost literally
screaming their heads off at him. Keraki would simply fold his arms and tap
his foot on the ground, staring at the wall as the principal yelled at him for
running off and his grades slipping. Keraki also had a problem with hurting
other classmates. He broke the world record for getting sent to the office for
throwing sharp objects at the teacher or other students. Whenever the principal
was forced to speak to Sandra, all Sandra could manage to say was that Keraki
needed time. But time passed, and Keraki just got worse. But this time, it was
the last straw for him. When Sandra grounded him from going to the huge Twisted
Roses concert that he had been wanting to go to for so long, he was enraged
and he lost it. He ran to his room, packed, and slipped out the door. Where
our story begins...
Keraki grumbled angrily as he moped down the
dark, dusty sidewalk, kicking a can with Tsunami following sadly at his side.
I don't need them, Keraki thought constantly. They only ruined my life and made
me angry. He knew that he had done nothing wrong, and he didn't need an owner
or sister or any type of family or friend! He could survive alone. No sweat!
He was so confident that he could finally be alone, that he forgot the issue
about food. And shelter. It was about nine o' clock at night when he was wandering
the streets, and he decided that he should stay the night at a nearby park.
Sandra and Halo would never suspect to look there. Keraki walked onto the park
lawn and searched for somewhere, anywhere to sleep. He settled for a simple
bench. Keraki brushed the leaves off it and lay down. He wrapped his arms around
his knees and curled up in a ball for warmth, while Tsunami slept on the pile
of leaves that Keraki brushed off it. Keraki looked around, and saw other poor
people sleeping on the street or on benches as well. They all looked so dirty
and cold. It looked like they had been on the streets for a long time. Keraki
trembled and shivered, mostly tossing and turning the whole night.
When Keraki awoke at about six, he washed up
in the park bathroom and looked on the picnic tables, looking for any scrap
of food. All he found was an old potato. Keraki picked it up and lifted it to
his lips, biting into the wrinkled skin and chewing. It was dry and flavorless
and stuck to his throat when he tried to swallow. He wiped his mouth and finally
hit the road again.
Keraki walked about fifty miles until he collapsed
outside the outskirts of Meridell. Keraki panted, tired, thirsty, and hungry.
He gathered himself up, urging himself to keep moving. He walked a few times
around Meridell, and found a home for runaway kids like him. He stared at the
old building that was the so-called home where he would soon be staying. It
was white with a creaky porch and the paint was chipping off. Keraki walked
up to the door and knocked nervously. A male red Acara opened the door and asked
angrily, "What do you want?"
"I'm a runaway... can I stay here?" Keraki asked
The Acara poked his head outside, looking around,
searching for a parent that was tagging along with this new visitor. The Acara
leaned against the wall and replied finally, "Okay. Come on in."
Keraki smiled happily as he entered and saw
that in the main room there were four beds and in the hallway was a bathroom
and a kitchen. Keraki threw his backpack and placed his petpet upon the lumpy,
cold bed and looked around, scared. He saw a young baby Gelert sitting on his
bed, trembling. The Gelert muttered something under his breath as he clutched
his shoulders and shook back and forth.
"That's Jimmy," a voice suddenly said from behind
Keraki spun around and stared at a perky, happy,
energetic blue Lenny. "That little Gelert over there?" Keraki asked, a little
surprised at how this Lenny could be so happy in such a run-down home like this.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! That's him all right! He's
been here for the first two years of his life! Yep, yep, yep! I found him on
the streets and brought him here! Yes, yes, I did!" the Lenny chanted, leaping
"Oh. Well, I'm Keraki. What's your name?" Keraki
questioned, stepping back, hoping that the Lenny would not suddenly go crazy.
"Tom's the name, energy's the game! Yes, yes,
yes!" the Lenny giggled happily, bounding over to Jimmy's bed and jumping up
and down on it.
Jimmy sighed and looked at Tom, his eyes filled
with tears. "Stop," Jimmy insisted. His voice was quiet and low, like a mumble.
"No, no, no!" Tom laughed, now starting to get
on Jimmy's nerves.
Keraki watched as Jimmy took the annoying jumping
and sat angrily, loneliness in his eyes. If Tom was like that to Jimmy, then
what would he be like to Keraki? He didn't like it here already. He walked over
to the Acara he saw at the door and asked, "Hi! I don't believe I caught your
"Resuno," was the angry response.
"How long have you been here, Resuno?" Keraki
asked, smiling, hoping it would make Resuno smile as well.
Resuno's frown didn't move. "Two years or so,"
Resuno hissed, staring at the wall.
"Is your family even worried?" Keraki asked,
now beginning to be afraid of Resuno.
"I don't know, and I don't care. All I know
is that I'm glad I finally escaped from them. I hope they never come to get
me," Resuno replied, almost yelling. "Now wash up. Dinner is almost ready."
Keraki nodded slowly, thinking, Great... there's
a mean, nasty Acara, an annoying Lenny, and a depressed Gelert... this has to
be the worst place ever. He groaned angrily and shook his head, actually wishing
that he was back home when he sat down at the dinner table, next to Jimmy, who
was staring at Tom angrily with revenge in his eyes as he balanced a spoon on
his beak. Resuno entered the room with a bowl filled with something smelling
with a terrible aroma. Resuno walked over to Keraki and grabbed his plate and
threw a glop of some unknown food onto it, then threw it back on the table.
Keraki lifted an eyebrow as he picked up a fork and poked at the blob. It wobbled
a bit, like strawberry jelly.
"Excuse me, Resuno..." Keraki asked.
Resuno glared angrily at Keraki as a response.
Keraki gulped and asked, "Um, what is this?"
"Some leftovers that we cooked together from
last week. Eat it. I don't know what it contains, but hey, it's food, right?"
Keraki nodded and stared at the glob again.
He took off a piece with his fork and stuck it in his mouth. Chewing slowly,
he felt like spitting it right out. It tasted like rotten eggs, moldy tomatoes,
and other unidentified food objects. The potato he found on the picnic table
tasted better. He looked around and saw Jimmy flinging the glob across his plate,
Tom still playing with the silverware, and Resuno scarfing down the glob. Keraki
scooted the plate away from his face and asked, "I'm not too hungry... may I
"Sure, your loss," Resuno replied, his mouth
Keraki ran down the hall and lay sadly on his
lumpy, uncomfortable bed with Tsunami by his side, purring happily. It didn't
feel much better than the park bench he slept on the other night. Keraki now
longed to be back home, with his warm, comfy bed and the delicious food, but
most of all, he wanted to see his family again. He couldn't believe it, but
he really did, after all the years of thinking that he hated them. Keraki now
realized that they were trying to help him, but he only pushed them away. He
buried his face into his hard pillow and fell asleep.
Keraki awoke to the feeling of someone shaking
his arm. He opened his eyes and looked around. He saw Resuno standing there,
urging him to awaken. Keraki asked him what was going on.
"Your owner is here," Resuno answered.
"What?" Keraki almost screamed, throwing rolling
out of his bed and dashing over to the door, but froze when he saw his mother's
"Keraki," Sandra said, her voice not happy or
angry. "Let's go."
Keraki gulped and grabbed his backpack and walked
out the door with Tsunami following at his heels. Busted, he thought with a
Keraki rode home on the back on Sandra's bike,
his fur tossing in the breeze. Sandra didn't speak at all to him, she just stared
ahead and peddled down the streets. Finally, after a long time of sitting on
the bike, they reached their cozy home. Keraki got off the bike first and turned
the doorknob, already feeling the warmth of his home. He opened the door and
saw Halo sitting there in a green chair, tears filling her eyes. She looked
up and saw her brother. Halo screamed with delight and dashed over to him and
threw her arms around him, giving him the biggest hug she had ever given.
"Hey, Halo," Keraki squeaked, Halo hugging him
"Is it good to be home?" Sandra asked, walking
in and hugging them both.
"Yes, it is. Better than it ever was," Keraki
sighed, looking around at his home happily. He watched as Tsunami curled up
on the couch and he lifted his nose to the smell of chicken roasting in the
oven. It was a great smell to come home to. With the roaring fire, the wonderful
scents, and the loving, caring family, home was probably the only thing that
was going through Keraki's mind.